On the outskirts of the Southern Spirit Sect, Elder Wan, who had gone through a thousand trials to sneak inside, suddenly heard his own name and froze.
"That familiar voice belongs to that girl called..." Elder Wan was about to say Lan Yue's name when he suddenly felt a terrifying aura descend.
The name already on his lips was forcibly silenced, vanishing into the wind.
Pinned beneath that terrifying aura, Elder Wan was left shaken. He finally understood why the Southern Spirit Sect's elders had looked so helpless when that voice rang out earlier, yet had done nothing.
Judging by this aura, Lan Yue had, at the very least, a Tribulation Transcendence powerhouse protecting her. Who would dare try anything?
So who exactly was this Lan Yue? Could she be the daughter of a great emperor from the Immortal Realm, here to undergo her tribulation?
Truly terrifying!
That guess made Elder Wan behave himself considerably. He abandoned his plans to seize her by force and decided to observe the situation in the Southern Spirit Sect first.
As he watched, he suddenly noticed that the fellow opposite him with the fake beard looked awfully familiar-rather like Elder Sun, a guest elder of their North Ridge Sacred Ground.
"Old Sun, what are you doing here too? Didn't Xingzhou say you'd already taken the other disciples back to the sacred ground?" Elder Wan was stunned.
"That was indeed our original plan, but when we sent a voice transmission ahead to the sacred ground, they got so excited that they insisted all of us come here to search." And so he had come.
Elder Sun sounded helpless.
He had wanted to finish the assignment early too, but the sacred ground simply refused!
"Where did those disciples go?" Elder Wan suddenly had a bad feeling.